Friday, April 27, 2012

Almost finished

Voice of light 3

This is the next step in my musical project...
Only final sound check and mastering remains...I think...might want to do the vocals again...

Sorry I haven't posted much lately, but I've been quite preoccupied with preparations for my exams. I promise posts on the good things in life, such as Television series, movies and literature when I'm done for the semester.
And on Wednesday afternoon I will post my exam presentation in Global Literature. And I can guarantee it's goooooooood.

Have a great weekend.

Monday, April 16, 2012

Poem for a Monday!

Forgetting what was before.
Can’t remember anymore
The rage that would consume and devour,
Misplaced in life, remembering the hour.
Oblivious to the grief,
Sensing your growing relief.

Did you ever stop to think?
What was ruined in a blink?
Did you ever turn around, looking back?
Did you loose your path? Did you find your track?
Forgetting what was before.
Can’t remember anymore.

Abandoning faith gaining a soul mate
Abandoning faith, abandoning fate.
Finding that the rules don’t apply to you
Finding that you can define what is true.

Haunted by betrayal and lies
Becoming whom you despise.
Spiritually your game was at a lost
Your actions came at a tremendous cost
Heart split in half, forgotten
Decaying insides, rotten.

Out of my mind, out of sight
Polyhymnia is right.
Lovers hot embrace on Neverland’s shore
Imprisoning, caging the soul no more.
Searching for he who is true,
My soul’s scapegoat absolves you.

Reflections in water, ripples in sand
Twisting images in dreamer’s fair land.
Daytime fantasies taking in the night
Night time dreams gives imagination flight. 

Friday, April 13, 2012

Voice of light 2

Voice of light 2

I might have told you that I am a singer as well. And for those of you who have read my blog for a while, I think it's about time to put my words where my mouth is. This is actually a product of three of the sonnets I wrote earlier this year. Now I have recorded it.
I'm not completely done yet, I have a bit sound editing to do, but I have high hopes.
You can actually listen how it has transformed from being a sketch to becoming what it is now, and every time my sound man and I sit down and work on it, it takes on another level.

The lyrics are sonnets, and both the lyrics and the melody is inspired by and dedicated to the wonderful
Mr. h :)

Have a fabulous weekend. And you'll hear from me soon.

You click on the link to hear the song :) And I do advice you to put on headphones, as a lot of the dynamics disappears on crappy computer speakers.

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

Shakespeare's Globe

Hello my trusted readers... Silence no longer :-)

April 2010 I was in London. A lot of things happened that April. Many of you might remember a certain volcano on Iceland grounding all aviation across the continent... Yeah, I was in London at the time...
I actually didn't mind being stuck in London, as it is the city where my pleasures live. But my traveling companion dragged me away from my special place and back home. A trip that would usually take one hour with plane now took days. It took us three days with boat, bus, train, boat and then train... Had it been up to me I would have waited that week for the planes... but there you go! This entry is not about me rushing across the continent in what can only be described as a creative manner, this entry is about one of the sights I visited when I was in London.

Shakespeare's Globe Theatre

I have referred to this theatre in earlier entires, but I felt I needed to tell you about this wonderful, magical and brilliant place.
Located next to Millennium Bridge, Tate Modern and The Thames it's hard to miss... And why would you?

It was originally built in 1599 by Shakespeare's Playing Company, The Lord Chamberlain's Men. But it suffered the rather dramatic results from powerful pyrotechnics, and burned to the ground 29 June 1613.It was rebuilt a year later, and then in the end demolished in 1644.

Then, enter the Americans... American actor and director Sam Wanamaker founded the Shakespeare Globe Trust in 1970, and in 1997 it stood finished and beautiful, and had its opening night with a staging of Henry V.
Shakespeare's Globe is located approximately 750 feet from its original location...because where it was located back in the day we now find a bridge.
The reconstruction is "an academic best guess, based on available evidence of the 1599 and 1614 buildings (Wikipedia)."
Now it stages plays every summer, and is a busy tourist goal.
Yes, that is the sky...

So, I obviously wanted to visit this place when I went to London.
I'm so in love with the plays and texts of Shakespeare, that going to London and not visiting his Globe would be like going to Cairo and not see the Pyramids (by the way something that can't be done, because almost wherever you are in Cairo you see the Pyramids).
I practically had to drag my friend with me... I hope she enjoyed it, because it meant the world to me, and we did go the Tate Modern afterwards (located just next to Shakespeare's Globe), so you give, you take...I remember being at Tate Modern, but I was walking in a haze...
I had just been to Shakespeare's Globe.

We were there, bought tickets for a guided tour, and our guide...
My word.
He is the lead in two of my novels, and I only met him that one time.
Picture this: A guy dressed in black leather pants, black leather boots, a black leather coat, and underneath a T-shirt with the words "Wicked" (wicked as in "By the pricking of my thumb, something wicked this way comes") on it. His hair was black and curly, and long, and he had a distinct Welsh dialect. But what made him perfect was his limp.
He was brilliant, and all the things he knew...I mean, wow.
So when this man lead us into the centre of magic I felt everybody else disappeared but him and me. And he was talking to me, and me alone, about the fire, about where the Queen used to sit, about "heaven" and "hell", about how patron John Cleese had them spell patron Michael Palin's name incorrectly, about how it took an American daring to think big to build it, and Shakespeare's Globe will never leave my heart.
Are you ever in London, don't miss it.